Friday, September 28, 2007

This Weekend

1. Make beer.
2. Dixon Apple Festival (will this really happen?)
3. Move stuff into the following in-law places
-Denise's new apt.
-Denise's storage unit.
-David's new house.
4. Finish the things I start.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007


I'm writing an article for the other blog about the old sanataria in Albuquerque, which means I've been going out and taking pictures of architectural artifacts around town. Today, using only an old picture as a guide, I managed to find a beautifully preserved complex, absolutely pristine in fact. So, I start snapping some pictures, then head over to a door marked "Second Chances" with some office hours listed. I knock, the intercom responds in a tone of suspicion. I explain that I noticed giant smokestack sticking out of the house, and wondered if anyone knew anything about the history of the place. Intercom lady responds in exasperation that she doesn't know anything about that. Okay, I say, and resume my picture taking. A moment later, a woman comes out and asks me again what I want. I tell her, and she says no one there can help me. Okay, I get the message, get back in my car, and drive off right when two security guards come around the corner. I wonder, briefly, if they're for my benefit.

I come home, look up the address and the name "Second Chances". Turns out that the building I've been skulking around and taking pictures of is a domestic violence shelter.



Sunday, September 23, 2007


Baby baby baby baby... crib, bottle, bassinet, onsies, burping cloth, receiving blanket.

Car Seat, stroller, mobile, diapers, bouncer, swing, sling, carrier, bath tub, boppy pillow.
Baby books, baby food, baby shampoo.......

Thursday, September 20, 2007

An Illness Spreads

It left Courtney, which is good news because she takes stomach pain the worst of anyone I've ever met, and now sends its destructive capsids careening into my intestinal lining. I think, judging by the speed it left Courtney, that the worst is over, the worst being the kind of 4am wake up call that makes for a very unpleasant tomorrow, but a headache and delicate stomach linger on.

It's a good day to hide inside though, clouds have swept in from who knows where (lord knows that we don't grow them around here,) and sporadic rain showers make the outside less than appealing. So, nothing better to do than sleep, update a blog and watch the new Battlestar Galactica, a show that is, so far, sadly lacking in robot dogs.

RIP Little Friend
I don't care what they say
I miss you

Wednesday, September 19, 2007


A real chill in the air this morning, the first real chill since May. Autumn, autumn, autumn.

Unfortunately, Courtney has come down with a stomach virus and is currently having no fun at all on the couch beside me.

Courtney's dad was in town this last weekend and officially closed on a house up in Glorieta (about 1.5 hours north of here) that sits on about 10 acres of land. It's a beautiful property, and the best part is that since he's not moving out for another couple of years, he'll need us to check in from time to time and make sure it hasn't been taken over by raccoons or something. Assuming Courtney's recovered health, we'll be heading up there this weekend to celebrate the anniversary (#4).

The new blog has garnered a surprising amount of interest: I've been getting about 140 unique visitors a day for the past three days. For comparison, this blog (RFB) will, on a good day, get about 8. Most of that traffic is due to it being plugged over on Duke City Fix. Unfortunately, the nature of the blog is such that I can't really put up new articles more than once every two weeks or so, so we'll see how long these new guys stick around. Still, the fact that it's getting some attention bodes well for the future.

Well, there you have it. A blog update.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Forgotten Albuquerque

So, the observant among you may have noticed a new link on the right side of the screen, under the heading "Mine." It's called "Forgotten Albuquerque" and it's a blog devoted to local history that I started to keep myself entertained during my off hours. It's been a lot of fun so far and I've had pretty good feedback on it so I'll probably keep it going for a while. If you find yourself possessed of a desire to learn odd minutia about Albuquerque's past, go ahead and check it out: Forgotten Albuquerque.

There's a few ads on it, and I've found them to be fairly successful, considering the youth of the web site itself, but it's also exposed a huge flaw in the google Adsense service. Most of the ads have been for Albuquerque real estate, or hotels, or some Southwest related vacation packages, which is exactly what I feel the adsense boxes should be showing. But check this entry out. An article about a toppled landmark on Route 66 in Albuquerque, New Mexico and what kind of ads do I get?

Background checks
Stun guns
Home personal protection
and my personal favorite: "Fun anti-abduction techniques"

What the Hell?

Seriously, look at this representative quote from one of the sites linked,

Who The Heck Is Lieutenant X...Why Is He Saying Such Nasty Things About Martial Arts And Self Defense...And Why On Earth Would He Want To Give Me His Terrifying Top Secret Training Hand-To-Hand Killing Course Absolutely Free?

I repeat: What the Hell?

So, anyway, I think about it and think about it and try to figure out why on earth adsense has decided that these services and products will appeal to readers who came for an article on a big rock that got blown up on Albuquerque's Route 66 extension. So I reread the article, and there it is: in a moment of rhetorical flourish I wrote "In a very real way, I-40 killed Elephant Rock, murdered it, in fact, needlessly and in cold blood."

Apparently, that one sentence is enough for the Google bot to say "Killed? Murdered? Cold blood? Why, these people need stun guns and fun anti-abduction techniques!" and dismiss all the rest of the content.

The real bitch of it is that this article is actually generating some traffic for me. I got linked on some Route 66 aficionado sites which has septupled my visitors. Unsurprisingly, they don't seem very interested in stun guns.

Or even fun anti-abduction techniques.

I think this post might make me sound more mercenary than I am. I'm certainly not doing this to make a million dollars or anything, I just thought that the crime related ads were an interesting quirk in the system.

Later: So, it turns out that there is a little trick that you can do to keep Adsense from seizing on irrelevant words, basically you put in some code that makes it ignore certain blocks of text. So, the problem is pretty much gone at this point.

Friday, September 14, 2007


We had our second ultrasound this week and I do, in fact, have a complete placenta previa - the placenta is completely covering the cervix. This is not necessarily a big concern at this point, but it does mean that we're going to have at least a few more ultrasounds during the pregnancy to see whether it's correcting itself.

In the end, if it doesn't move out of the way, this kid will absolutely be born via C-section. I am trying to convince myself that there are some benefits to that - no labor, knowing exactly when the kid is coming and being able to plan for work and everything, etc. Still, I gotta say I'm hoping it moves out of the way! I think it's probably a good idea to avoid surgery whenever possible.

Anyway, we got to see the kid again. We actually had a look at all vital organs and everything seems to be in the correct position and functioning properly. Kid measured 15 weeks and 2 days at this last ultrasound on Monday, which was "older" than our estimated gestational age. Technology is so nifty!

Monday, September 10, 2007

An Incremental Advance From Abstraction to Specificity

Floating midway between potential and actuality... this:


A something, defining itself, giving us hints and stolen peeks as it rolls in primordial fluid.


In six months we'll have a name, a gender, a face. In 15 years there will be stories and aspirations and events all lynch-pinned to a someone we haven't met yet. For now, there is expectation, and waiting.


It is incomplete. But it is coming.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Baby goings-on...

Ty scanned in the ultrasound images of the kid, and he will include these in his next post.
We should have some more for your within the next week, though I doubt the kid will look very much different after just 2 weeks. I've just had another ultrasound ordered to check for placenta previa, a not-too-uncommon condition where the placenta is partially or completely covering the cervix. 9 times out of 10, the condition corrects itself as the uterus expands upward and the placenta "moves" up and out of the way of the kid's escape route. If the condition is not corrected naturally, we may require a C-section.
I'm hoping for a natural correction.
At any rate, the diagnosis is a bit of a relief since we've been to the hospital three times in the past two weeks for some rather scary goings on. We were there for five hours tonight before the OB resident finally made her way into my triage room. It's a good thing she did finally show up - after three hours I got dressed and made to leave. Had to be soothed and ass-kissed by three nurses to get me to stay. You see, I hadn't eaten anything since lunch and here it was 8:00 p.m. Thank god the hospital has a sandwich shop in it.


Yesterday, I worked at my new job for 12 hours. Here's how that breaks down: five hours in the car, four hours sitting in a gazebo in a park in Tucumcari, NM, three hours measuring and weighing three-year olds. I have to say, sitting in the gazebo was by far the hardest part of the job, and, indeed, I couldn't do it the whole time. Eventually I had to leave my coworkers and explore downtown Tucumcari.

Here's what I discovered:

- A photographer's shop with pictures of the local Homecoming Dance side-by-side with pictures of a tornado-destroyed (this is a guess, it could have been Godzilla-destroyed, for all I know) trailer park.
- The Freemasons maintain the nicest building in downtown Tucumcari (duh, because they control everything).
- A shop window with 15 bullet holes in it.
- Tucumcari's original name was "Six Shooter Siding". They should have stuck with it.
- Most of downtown Tucumcari is in a Sad State.

So, that's my job. I weigh and measure three year olds in rural communities and Indian Pueblos/Reservations throughout the state for a UNM research project (actually, the same research project that Courtney is working on). It's certainly not a hard job, and there is an initial interest factor in heading out to some of these places (NOT Tucumcari), so It Will Work For Now.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Obnoxious Day

Some sort of crummy Labor Day Hangover sans the usual prelude of intoxication.. And I even had today off as well, so by all rights I should have enjoyed myself. But I didn't.

We spent the weekend with friends, some rediscovered. Isaac is one of the first people I met when I moved out here about 10 years ago (good god), and who should I discover living a mere two blocks from us but him, his wife Maya, and their two year old son? They grow corn in their back yard and he produces folk art for the various markets that spring up around here, she teaches children at the school for the visually impaired just up the street. We had dinner with them on Saturday, played a game of Settlers of Catan (with extra randomization via two-year old earthquake generator), had a good time.

On Sunday I found a rock I'd been looking for (more on that later, probably), and then we went with Regis up into the Manzano Mountains and discovered how out of shape we all are. Maybe that's what did it, too much physical exercise flooded my body with toxins that bonded to the pernicious coffee molecules and formed some super feelin'shitty chemical brew.


Monday, September 03, 2007

Coffee Vs. Tea

Tea wants to help you, tea wants to live inside you and make you a better person. Coffee wants to kick your ass out of bed.

Today I'm drinking coffee.

Labor Day morning and Courtney and I have no Union oriented activities scheduled for today. In fact, we have nothing scheduled for today. Maybe, just maybe, I'll get down to a copy place and scan in the Real Ultrasound shots, but that's not really a plan so much as simply an idle thought.

Courtney's paying bills, because she's a good person and believes that they should be paid. We've got somewhere between 1.5 and 1.75 of an income now, and that makes bills a little easier to stomach.

I haven't really written about my new job yet, and I don't think I will right now. I don't have much of a feel for it yet, to tell the truth. So, maybe later.